Chapter 8
Carytown’s unique shops and quirky boutiques lined one of Richmond’s most picturesque pedestrian streets, but almost all the businesses closed up by seven in the evening, weekends included. By the time Edie and Joanne strolled down Cary Street hand in hand, the fresh breeze clearing the alcohol still buzzing pleasantly through their heads, the only establishments still open were restaurants, bars, the emergency veterinary clinic, and the Byrd, a second-run movie theatre already showing its final film of the night. There was little to do except maybe stop for ice cream or frozen yogurt, and Edie’s stomach churned at the thought of eating anything else—her burger and fries were already sitting heavily at the moment.
But to be honest, she was perfectly content walking along with J
